We went to the car show this last weekend. It ended up being the perfect place for Charly to practice her walking. I felt bad that we left little hand prints all over the bottom of all those shinny new cars, but not bad enough that I stopped her from touching all of them.
Charly liked Uncle Brandon much more when he came to visit this time, we even got both their first pictures with the Bronze Fonz together.
Charly thought the Mini was just her size.
Brad was found checking out the old school ambulance.
Here is Charly roaming the open road looking for what car she wants to check out next.
Brad was trying to get Charly to say she wanted a Jeep Wrangler.
And of course we had to go find my new favorite car, can you tell what it is? There is no gas tank.
